I carry the weight
Of love in abundance.
Of brighter days
That see with wide eyes.
I carry the weight
That is never a burden.
It’s a weight that feels light.
A
m weight that feels divine.
The weight of paradise is upon my shoulders.
No pain does this heart feel.
No hate shall bound me.
A feeling surreal.
Feeling like feathers in the wind
Carried away in bliss.
This is the weight that I carry.
It’s the weight of love’s kiss.
What do you see when you see me?
An intelligent woman whose free?
A poet with a knack for self expression?
A woman with the right to just be?
What song do you hear from my sweet voice?
Do I sing a song of misery?
Do I sing a song so unfamiliar to you?
Do I sing only of what you want to see?
What do you feel when we’re face to face?
Is it fear that enters your mind?
Or yet, an image of a thug or disgust?
If it is, then why can’t you feel my kind?
Even with endless cruelty, my heart still beats.
I walk forward with my head held high.
Walk with a fist in the air that you see as racist.
But I just call it solidarity, self love, and self pride.
What is it that you see within this body?
And why can’t you just see me?
My Quiet Fire 